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Wall of Ego

Wall of Egoby Michael DoyleSelf righteous PhariseesAre often truth’s worst enemiesIn looking down on others, you miss the skiesSelf-deceived by our prideful, lying eyesMissing the mark of God, in favor of meBelieving myself the pilot of my lifeI mistake my … Continue reading

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Remember To Forget

Remember To Forgetby Michael DoyleAs long as there is lifeThere is, at least, some hopeRegardless of our strifeThis helps us to quietly copeThose things that bring us to edgeWe need to forgive as our sinThat which as brought us to … Continue reading

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Whispered My Reminder

Whispered My Reminderby Michael DoyleWhispered my reminderOf how it should beI thought I’d never find herMy side by side for eternityYou hear it said that true loveLasts and you know it never endsGod reveals this from abovePatiently blessing lovers as … Continue reading

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Meditative Movement

In these last months, as if we haven’t been too sedentary in the first place, we have been almost nothing but stuck in and out of sorts with finding ways to keep moving.  This is counter to what is best … Continue reading

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Jesus Wept (Ephphatha)

God took the form of man and lived experiencing all that we do.  In so doing, He experienced all of our feelings.  Based in part on John 11:38: Jesus Wept (Ephphatha) by Michael Doyle One of the best secrets never … Continue reading

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Dead Men and Their Tales

Even Al Capone thought of himself as a public servant… Dead Men and Their Tales by Michael Doyle It is strange so it seems Clinging to faraway dreams Thoughts stuffed inside my head Dedicated to a father long since dead … Continue reading

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Gratitude For A Unified Field of Connection

A poem in the light of gratitude #20: Gratitude For A Unified Field of Connection by Michael Romani Increasingly one for less and less punctuality While I search for gratitude as my reality I find much of it has to … Continue reading

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Dignity of Being

On the dignity of being that says all has its place and there is no such thing as not being good enough.  We are all either exactly what God intends us to be or finding our way to this. Dignity … Continue reading

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Wolf’s Call Coming

Love and life are becoming increasingly clearer in my mind as part of one and the same.  Without love there is no life, without life there is no love.  And what of this to a man who has been told … Continue reading

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Tea Leaf Sarabande

A sort of a kitchen sink sort of a poem… or maybe more of a tea cup’s worth of observations…. Tea Leaf Sarabande by Michael Romani Reading future in leaves of tea Broken lines filled with symmetry Trolls they say … Continue reading

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